About 6:00 pm Halloween night I dressed up into my outfit wished my parents good night and departed from the house.  I climbed into the back of the family car and gave our driver directions to the house. 

          Now is probably as a good a time as any to mention the fact that my families rich.  Both of my parents have pretty incredible jobs: My mom’s a lawyer and my dad’s in the FBI.  Since I’m their only child I pretty much get anything I ask for and since I’m so rich not to mention an A+ student I’m pretty poplar with both my peers an my teachers. 

Some people say I’m spoiled but I don’t see it that way.  The way I see it I’m just blessed or at least that’s what my mom says.  My mom’s a Christian and goes to church every Wednesday and Sunday she used to take me with her when I was younger but after I met Carly I began to hate the fact that I spent half my weekend at church and backed out.  

          My dad used to go to church to but that was before he got so grounded in his job.  Now he only goes for Christmas and Easter and since he goes I go too.  I guess I figure if Dad can take a break from his work to go to church on a holiday I can take a break from my parties and shopping sprees.  But that doesn’t mean I have to like it.

          Anyway back to Halloween:  I sat in the back seat of the moving car as Bert, our driver, drove the young goddess to Carly’s party.  We had barley pulled out of our gated community when my cell chirped and I pulled it out to discover Melody had sent me a text.

          “R U goin 2 prty 2nite?”        

“Ya” I sent the text and waited a second sure enough a moment later the phone chirped again.

“Wat U goin as?”

“Ceres.” 

I soon was so caught up in my text conversation that I didn’t realize when Bert started heading the opposite direction than Carly’s house.  15 minutes later I heard the car turn off and looked up to realize I had no idea where I was.  “Bert, where are we?” But as I looked up I realized that the man who was staring at me through the rear-view was not Bert at all but a complete stranger.  “Who are you and what have you done with Bert?”  The man just smiled at me wickedly and got out of the car. 

In a panic I tried the door handle but the man must have set the child lock because I couldn’t open it.  I snatched up my phone and started to dial 911 but before I could hit send the door opened and I was pulled out of the car.  I was thrown into a completely dark and empty room where my capture said I would stay until my father paid him the money he was owed I would stay right there.  Than he slammed the door leaving me in complete darkness.

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This story started out as a short story that I did for school. So I'm sorry if it seems to be going a little fast. Feel free to jump in at anytime and slow it down.

Characters:

Heather: Age 17 is extremly rich and almost always gets what she wants she really wants to go to a halloween party with her friends but is afraid her mother won't let her.
Author: Gnattygan

Carly: Heather's best friend who is known for throwing some really awesome parties. Really wants Heather to come to her Halloween party and is willing to do practically anything to get her there.

Mother: Goes to church every sunday and is very protective of her daughter. Doesn't like Carly very much and is afraid that she will lead her daughter into trouble.

Father: Is a CSI agent who is obssessed with his work. Used to to go with his wife to church but has become to involved with his job to go anymore. Cares a lot about his daughter and just wants her to be happy.

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updated Jul 16 '10 by Gnattygan